"Look, if you don't want to let me in, that's fine," Moira says, unable to keep from rolling her eyes, though there is a touch of fondness in the gesture, something that catches her off-guard. Since when did she actually enjoy rolling her eyes at James? She quickly buries it beneath other thoughts, determined not to dwell on it. "I'm also okay with yelling at you through the door, if that's how you prefer to hold conversations, now."
She refuses to leave until she sees that he's okay.
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Date: 2014-05-31 11:54 pm (UTC)She refuses to leave until she sees that he's okay.